Room 201

An old man waits in a hotel room
Eight paces to the window, five to the bathroom
Money in his pocket, his eager heart beating
She knocks at the door, but all he can hear is
All he can hear is

Goodnight my baby
Goodnight my baby
Goodnight my baby
Goodnight my baby

She lays him down, then loses five buttons
His heart runs laps around her, the boy feels something
The islands of mould look down from the ceiling
She whispers some cliche line, but all he can hear is
All he can hear is

Goodnight my baby
Goodnight my baby
Goodnight my baby
Goodnight my baby



Credits
Writer(s): Danny Barwick
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